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Me, a sith who adores cersei: There is no middle ground, I only deal in absolutes.
There’s two ends of the horror spectrum
Meet the most hellish band from the Other Side, the Queens In Yellow 😈
I made this animatic for a TTRPG campaign I'm playing! It's a lovecraftian horror/mystery campaign set in modern day Brasil, and my character is part of a band of goth lesbians~
(para os brasileiros de plantão, é no sistema de Ordem Paranormal hehe)
This is the intro to the Queens' comeback concert, set two weeks before the campaign starts. (song used is "100 Little Deaths" by Lilith Czar)
I play Clara, their transfem guitarist:
(A promo pic of the band that Clara doodled on and put in her diary)
I also made some doodles of the band because this damn rpg is my new hyperfixation:
so yeah this is what i've been up to other than rotting in anxiety byeeee
What if real life is the Eldritch Apocalypse, and we have all but forgotten earlier times, before The Planets Aligned, before we discovered Things Humanity Should Not Know, Dug Too Deep, and ruined our world by making it... this?
What if the true Eldritch Horror is... normativity? Conformity? Regimentation? Dullness of mind and experience?
What if we could remember what "whelming" felt like, or when cars still needed to be quarzyk-tested? What if squirrels reminded us of those times, because even though they used to also come in some of the colors that are now missing, they're pretty much the same, otherwise?
A mix of weirdcore and angelcore. I’ve also uploaded on the weirdcore subreddit.
RELEASE 🐙
I am more than happy to introduce you my latest creation!
This is a short story made from scratch. Soft used: The Sims 4, Blender and Photoshop. I hope you enjoy!
Wearing headphones is highly recommended!
Watch EN version of the video here :
Also available on YouTube : https://youtu.be/AmX3QO3keL4
Watch RU version here :
Not a native English speaker so if there are any mistakes in my translation I'm sorry ❤
CREDITS
William
skin @o--b-s-c-u-r-u--s
hair @wingssims
shoes @strangestorytellersims
Eyebrows s-club
outfit @historicalsimslife
eyes @pralinesims
Henry
Hat lonelyboy
beard @igorstory
lips @o--b-s-c-u-r-u--s
skin @sims3melancholic
hunting rifle, flashlight @001StudioK
coat @historicalsimslife
Other
Pier model by me
I fucking thought hp lovecraft was a minecraft youtuber
genuinely what the fuck is wrong with me this is genuinely not ragebait I actually thought this edit: okay apparently after looking it up I saw someone else posted basically the same thing as I did on tiktok years earlier, I was not copying that person, my unintelligence comes from within, not from copying
Is there a way to properly remove certain tags from showing up??
Every time I want Yog-Sothoth from the Cthulhu mythos I get that fuckin vampire
Nothing against it but I do wish it out of the main Yog Sothoth tag and or a better blocking system for tumblr
And every other doodles on the wbf, mostly young Wilbur
I had this idea and I fucking, I’m obsessed
Woe, revenge
Aka Wilbur and Ortis play Uno
Small doodle for @maljaws 's Wilbur design. I'll draw him more for sure...
Here's my updated Wilbur design! I realized I didn't post it, primarily because I wanted to do Oscar's to go alongside
Whichhh...
An Oscar! For your worries He's technically not done done because I have no fucking idea what to do for the empty space there but its not going to stay empty, may or may not update this post with it
They have a sun and moon motif, along with metals Wilburs the moon and gold, Oscar's the sun and copper Yog Sothoth is steel/silver and Lavinia is rose gold, unless I think of something better
Yes theres a wasted opportunity to make either Oscar gold or Wilbur the sun because sun is gold in alchemy but I, really liked it how it is? Copper's palette feels more ethereal and I adore
Along with a green lion eating the sun thing, then the mane?? I like it and I'm squeezing them like a stress ball
I made my own version of Wilbur Whateley He's trans and he's a blorbo, and I desire to make Lovecraft roll in his grave
I'm quite proud of how he turned out!
Monster.
A storm of madness
inside a dark hole
smashes existence
wearing Devil's name
on It's face.
-t.f.s
MONSTER ABOVE.
world swims in black,eyes in the sky watching the whole human kind die. it flies..it whispers in the night.
the monster is here,hosting through the disappearing light.
everything fades,the tension edges,
it's eyes take control over the places.
it's true form never shows,it hides in depths
of darkness,it comes in when you're alone,
quick,it captures your soul.
in a world full of darkness,
the blue sky shall be gone,
the warm sun won't come,
only black swims along,
staring in the dawn.
-t.f.s.
Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tenth Doctor / Martha Jones (friendship), Tenth Doctor & TARDIS, Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who), Martha Jones Additional Tags: Whoniverse | Doctor Who Universe, Life in the TARDIS, scifi, Action/Adventure, Time Travel, Horror, Lovecraftian, cosmic horror, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Ten’s Guilt Complex TM, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, The Doctor (Doctor Who) Needs a Hug, TenRose trauma, ancient gods, Nature, Mystery, Eldritch, Duty, Lighthouses, Fog, Secrets, Lighthouses are creepy, Time Lords and their secrets, the forest is alive, Friendship, Psychological Horror, Survival Horror, Tenth Doctor Angst Summary:
It started with a whisper. A small Scottish village, swallowed in fog. A lighthouse stands at the edge of the world, its blue flame flickering against the dark. People are vanishing into the mist, their voices lost before they can cry out. When the Doctor and Martha arrive, the warnings are already written in the stone, in the wind, in the roots twisting beneath their feet. But this is only the beginning. From the lighthouse to the stars, from the void to a forest older than time itself—this journey will lead them to the breaking point of reality. And one truth becomes clear - you cannot outrun nature forever.
The empty shells of fallen Dreamers, those caught by the servants of the King in Yellow, tormented and used for horrible experiments still wander the lost city, always seeking for what they lost.
The Dreamer finds herself in Lost Carcosa, and is saved by a cat of Ulthar.
@amyma-ymamy
There is a girl that travels between worlds.
She is not a girl but, for now, it doesn't matter.
There is a girl that travels through the multiverse, with a golden compass at her neck.
It is not truly a compass, rather an armillary sphere. Anyways, it is a gift.
There is a girl that is also a dream and an idea. And if what I just said puzzles you, you can imagine how it puzzles her.
What she truly is, is a Dreamer.
There is a woman that is also a snake, and a Vessel, but first and foremost an Alchemist.
The Alchemist has become a captive to win her freedom, but she doesn't mind the exchange.
There is a lost mentor and a flight without end but, really, the story is not about that.
Always remember: in the beginning there was the Dream.
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C'è una ragazza che viaggia tra i mondi.
Non è veramente una ragazza. Forse un tempo lo era, ma questo per ora non conta.
C'è una ragazza che viaggia tra i mondi e porta al collo una bussola d'oro.
Non è veramente una bussola, ma una sfera armillare. In ogni caso, è un dono.
C'è una ragazza che è anche un sogno e un'idea. E se questo confonde voi, potete immaginare come se la passi lei.
C'è una donna che è anche un serpente, e un Ricettacolo, ma prima di tutto è un'Alchimista.
L'Alchimista è diventata prigioniera per essere libera, ma la cosa non la turba. Neanche questo è importante.
C'è un Maestro scomparso e una fuga senza fine. Ma davvero, non è questo il punto della storia.
Ricordati sempre.
In principio c'era il Sogno.
Draft prologue for "The tales of the Dreamer", plus concept sketches of the main characters, Arual the Wayward Dreamer and Lady Chandra, Alchemist and Noble Citizen of Alagadda.
The whole project is meant to be a tribute to all the pieces of media, music, literature and art that inspired me through the years.
The true impossibile nature of Carcosa as glimpsed by the Dreamer in her visions, as she wanders the lost city.
Work in progress (these are just the backgrounds) for my project with @amyma-ymamy .
The Dreamer finds herself in Carcosa, and is saved by a Cat of Ulthar.
Work in progress that is taking me way too long, for my pet project with @amyma-ymamy.
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.
—"Cassilda's Song" in The King in Yellow Act 1, Scene 2
It may be that I saw the Yellow Sign, but... this is the first of a series of paintings for a project I am working on with @amyma-ymamy. Hope you like it, it is the first city I paint.
As usual, I know nothing.